The goat hobble
A first kidder named Summer had twin boys mid-spring. By way of contrast, another milking goat named Autumn had a girl and a boy mid-summer. Well, they do say the seasons are all over...
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Getting angry with the kids
… those who do not get angry at things in which it is right to be angry are considered foolish, and so are those who do not get angry in the right manner, at...
A lopsided life
Mangu, one of June’s dairy goats, had a lopsided udder this last month. Now she has evenly balanced sides but far too much milk for one tiny kid. As a result, we’re the ones...
Crack Willow
Their common name is crack willow. A bonus for June when she’s snapping off willow twigs to feed those browsers – her goats. But when the trunk (of an ancient crack willow tree with...
Population explosion!
“Yep, Gretchen’s in labour. Bum down, facing uphill. She’s about to pop.” I follow June’s gaze. There’s Gretchen straining away on a hilly slope, the goat shed as liquorice allsort backdrop. We’re looking across...
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